The first and still probably the best album by uncrowned king of swamp-rock who might have been very young but had everything sorted out from the start.
He plays mean, chugging guitar and possessed irresistible, macho bravado that sounds appealing even now some 45 years after album's release - not to mention seductive baritone voice that probably killed ladies back than. It is clear he soaked inspiration from black r&b singers and added his own touch to it, creating his own unique sound somewhere along the way. The debut album is combination of mean original work ("Polk salad Annie") and several covers ("Who's making love", "Wichita lineman", "Little green apples", even "The Look of love") but whatever he does, he sounds like male counterpart of Bobbie Gentry with more focus on sex and perhaps less brainy. You can easily imagine White driving a truck somewhere and playing his guitar on a porch on a hot summer evening. He is a real guy, there is nothing phony or fabricated here.